Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
Running as fast as he could, Kiernan collided with the bomb in midair. He had intended on catching it in his mouth, but he hadn’t aimed properly. Together, Kiernan and the bomb flew at least forty feet past the booth and landed among a pile of other debris.
The bomb exploded instantly when they hit the ground. Kiernan, who had managed to move slightly away from the deadly bag, was still quite close to it. He felt the surge of heat followed by the searing pain. He screamed long and loud in his cat form as the flame spread across his body.
“Kiernan!?” Selena called out to him the same time that another voice called.
“Kiernan!” That one was Zita, his pack mate and friend. “You moron!” She got to him as soon as the initial blast subsided. She was already extinguishing his fur and putting out the flames that had burned his flesh. “Are you OK?”
“I..I think so.” He was hurt, but he would live. It was more flesh wounds than anything at all. “There was a lot of bang in that bomb, but not a lot of shrapnel.” He felt along his side and knew that the force of it had hurt him, but he wasn’t as bad as he could have been. “I will live. I am just really sore.”
“I will call Queen Riviana, have her send over Mr. Griffin. You need some healing.”
“K..Kiernan?” Selena, the human that had called out to him before, was walking slowly toward him. “Y..you saved us. You saved me.”
“I am here to save all of you. But I especially wanted to save you, Selena.” There was a look in Zita’s eyes when she looked between her pack mate and the human woman.
“He will be OK.” She assured the woman that was crying over Kiernan. “We’re going to call a doctor for him. A doctor for one of our kind.”
“S..so that fur, it wasn’t makeup, was it?” Selena asked him, almost as if she was ignoring Zita.
“No, it was me. I had lost my composure for a little bit.”
“It was amazing. You are amazing.” She still only had eyes for the man that saved her life.
“Go on now, get out of here.” Emilia, the Falcon, had come over to usher them out. “He will be fine, you can talk to him later. We need to capture the rest of the terrorists.”
“Yes, OK.” Finally, Selena seemed to understand. “C..can I still call you, Kiernan?” She asked him hesitantly.
“I’d like that.” His ego swelled as he looked at her. She still wanted him, even with him laying there half burned to a crisp. And while he was still in his cat form. Wasn’t that amazing?
*** In these chapters, the POV will switch depending on who the main focus is. There will be views from Riviana and Joaquin’s staff, convention attendees, and DOE infiltrators. There is a lot of information that is to be had in these chapters, but some fun as well. And as a result of the multiple POV, they will all be in a third person POV. ***
There was a lot happening at the moment, and Rowan didn’t know how best to react to it. He had come here with the sole intention of just blowing off a little steam, having a good time, and seeing what it was that all the humans seemed to idolize about them. He hadn’t understood why it was that they had felt the need to hold a convention in their honor.
It wasn’t like these humans had actually invited actual supernatural beings to attend this party of theirs, at least not to his knowledge. Then again, they might have invited them and just got no response back from any of them. How upsetting would that have been for the humans that were hosting the event?
Rowan imagined that he could see the humans sending an invite to Aunt Riviana and Uncle Joaquin and expecting that they would jump at the opportunity to be worshiped or whatever. That seemed like something that at least a handful of these humans would have been thinking. Not all of them though. Some of them were a little more reasonable.
When the commotion started and Rowan, along with his sister, had insisted on staying to help Darius and the others, he had not expected that there would be so many DOE members here. So far, there had been thirteen of them found and captured, and that last one had been really tricky.
While Kiernan, in his tiger form, had ran directly toward the bomb, only to get hurt in the process, Darius and Rowan had chased after the bomber. Finally, Darius had shifted into his wolf form as well, and the two of them chased down the man as he tried to outrun the super naturals that were much stronger and faster than him.
Rowan’s wolf form was tawny colored with gray green eyes. His hair was dark, like his dad’s, but his wolf took after his mom. He had always thought that this was strange, but he never questioned it. Darius’s wolf was a rich dark chocolate color. It suited the man perfectly. However, it was hard to tell as the two were running just which wolf was larger. Even though Rowan was young, he was powerful.
In fact, it was Rowan that had actually stopped the man that was running away. He had leapt forward and tackled him to the floor of the stadium, causing the human to sprawl beneath the giant wolfish paws.
“How many of you are there in total? How many more do we need to capture?” Rowan growled in his deep, rumbling wolfish voice.
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“GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME, YOU MONSTER!” The man was struggling beneath Rowan, sobbing like a child that had just had a toy or cookie taken away from him. “GET OFF OF ME!” His bawling voice was grating on the nerves.
“You are not getting away.” Darius told the man as he skidded to a halt next to Rowan and the bomber. “You will be sentenced to the fullest extent of the law for your terrorist and hate crimes.”
“YOU HAVE NO AUTHORITY OVER ME!” The man shrieked and thrashed with his cheek pressed against the hard floor. “GET OFF OF ME, YOU DISGUSTING MONSTER!”
“It is not polite to call us monsters.” Ilana strolled over, still in her human form. “We are not the ones that are trying to kill innocent people. We are not the ones that are bombing buildings and spreading fear. You are the monsters. You are the evil ones. We are just people that are trying to live our lives.”
Ilana had started to talk without thinking, but she meant every word that she was saying. She also had started without taking into account that there were still people in the area, human people. She noticed them from the corner of her eye now, and she knew that they were filming her. She knew that she should stop talking, stop saying these things, but she couldn’t help it. She felt compelled to do this, and she didn’t care who saw it.
“YOU ARE HURTING ME! I AM INNOCENT! YOU CANNOT GET IN TROUBLE FOR KILLING MONSTERS OR MONSTER LOVERS! THESE PEOPLE HERE, AND YOU DISGUSTING INHUMAN CREATURES, YOU ARE NOT PEOPLE! YOU ALL DESERVE TO DIE! IF YOU ARE ALLOWED TO LIVE, THEN THE WORLD WILL BE DESTROYED!” The bomber’s words sounded like delusional propaganda, and none of those that were nearby even understood why they would think those things.
“Why?” Ilana asked before expanding on the single word question. “Why do you think that we would destroy the world? We have been here, living among you all along. We don’t want to hurt anyone. We don’t want to destroy the world. All we want is to have a peaceful life without having to hide who and what we are. And, you know something, the only reason that we needed to tell you all about us now, was because someone was threatening to tell the world about us. They wanted to tell the world that we were monsters, just like you are trying to do. If we were monsters, wouldn’t it be better not to tell you about us? Wouldn’t it have been a lot easier to take over the world without you all knowing the truth? What you are saying makes no sense to me, sir. It’s just not adding up in my mind.”
“THEN WHY ARE YOU ALL HERE!?” The bomber screamed in response to Ilana’s question. “WHY COME TO THIS CONVENTION IF YOU ARE NOT BEASTS THAT ARE INTENT ON KILLING INNOCENT HUMANS?”
“Because we knew that people like you would use this convention as an excuse to kill people that do not hate us. I don’t know why you have so much hate in your heart, but it saddens me. It breaks my heart when I see people that are so lacking in love that they feel the need to drag others down.” Ilana crouched then, looking a little more directly into the bomber’s eyes. “I don’t know if you were raised to hate or if someone hurt you and broke the part of you that is capable of loving others, but I truly do wish that you knew what love felt like. Love heals and hate kills. That is the simplest way that I can put it. A world cannot thrive and survive on hate. People, all types of people, need to set aside their differences and learn to understand each other. This goes for setting aside race, species, color, religion, all the things that make us different.”
There were murmurs in the crowd as they listened to what Ilana had to say. The humans were enthralled by her words, and so were the super naturals that were watching on. Still, Ilana knew that she couldn’t stop. She was being guided by something that was beyond her, something that knew more than she did.
“It doesn’t matter what species we are, what color we are, where we come from, we all feel, we all love. If we all hurt, we all bleed. And when we bleed,” she paused and looked at her hand, claws extending, “that blood is always the same color.” Ilana drew her claw across her palm and let the blood flow down to the ground. “We feel pain. We bleed. We heal. None of that is any different for us than it is for humans. We fall in love. We get married. We have families. All of that is the same no matter where our ancestry comes from.”
The bomber, the human that had caused so much pain and despair, was looking at Ilana’s hand, and the blood dripping from it, with wide eyes. He looked as if he couldn’t understand what was happening. She knew then that the man had not thought that her blood looked anything like his, that they were that closely related.
“Do you know what makes us all different? Why are we the way that we are? Thousands of years ago, the Gods walked the Earth and mingled with the humans. They had followers and worshipers that were utterly devoted to them. Those that were the most devoted were given abilities that the other humans didn’t have. The Gods altered those people, and when they had children, the gifts passed along to them. Generation after generation, our people continued to thrive in the shadows of the world. But do you see the one thing that binds us all?”